Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1074 - 1054. Gold Bracelet

Chapter 1074: 1054. Gold Bracelet

After a morning of bustling about, once everyone gathered in the room with the fireplace, Wu Lan casually placed a few sweet potatoes on the stove and curiously asked, "I noticed your license plates are all from different places, did you plan to come together at this time?"

Before Lun Chuan could speak, Qin Yun replied while nibbling on a grain stalk, modestly and proudly, "Not exactly, we arranged to meet in the Imperial City, and since it was cold, we could stay a few more days there with the heating."

"Ah?" Wu Lan was taken aback, "The Imperial City is so far from here, did you deliberately take a detour?"

Qin Yun: ...

Aunt didn’t get the main point!

He reiterated, "It’s not that, it’s just that there’s a small house in the Imperial City, where we can spend a few days if we’re free."

Wu Lan: ???

Lun Chuan said helplessly, "Aunt, he’s from Qin Province but bought a set in the Imperial City a few years ago."

Then, after thinking for a moment, he added, "Qin Yun loves the bustle, loves to buy houses and gather with friends, and still has a mortgage."

This was putting a bright spin on things; actually, they made some money back then, felt buoyed, and wanted to buy houses everywhere!

Hadn’t it been for the brutal house prices and settlement policies defeating them...

Altogether, after years of struggle, Qin Yun now only owns a small property in the Imperial City and one in Qin Province.

He Kuang is just the same.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Wu Lan said as she pieced things together, exclaiming, "It’s all for the kids’ schooling, right? I get it, I get it... Wow, you are all considering your kids’ education, got married quite early, huh? You look like you’re just in your 30s—Xiaolun, are you the youngest?"

Qin Yunhe, indeed younger than Lun Chuan: ...

Could it be their kids are not even a few years old?!

Darn it! Do regular people age this fast?!

Lun Chuan wasn’t sure about regular people’s aging, but he knew that staying up late definitely ages you.

Quietly, he curled his lips upward, looking at his two brothers crunching on scorched leaves, assuming a humble and modest stance:

"Aunt, thank you for the compliment, I’ll be turning 30 soon. They married a bit earlier."

"Oh..."

Wu Lan laughed heartily, but looking at these three, felt their ages didn’t quite match up.

At this point, she couldn’t help but glance at Qin Yun and He Kuang more intently, finally sighing:

"Raising children really ages you quickly..."

Song Tan, sitting at the side nearly laughing to death, quickly nudged her mom: "Old Zhao asked which family’s turn it is to collect radishes and cabbages this afternoon?"

Wu Lan snapped back to reality: "Oh dear, I completely forgot—any family’s will do, I’ve already given them a heads up, don’t sell to others."

She thought for a moment: "Maybe prioritize collecting from the older villagers first; I see they don’t plant as much as those with families."

Low-income, poor households, and the elderly living alone... Wu Lan had given them seedlings back then even if they didn’t help, though there wasn’t much. Even if grown fully, each family’s harvest is just about a ton or so.

Song Tan pondered over this: "Alright, there aren’t many such households. I’ll tell Old Zhao to finish collecting them all today afternoon."

Then she turned to ask Lun Chuan and others who were quietly listening next to her: "Qiaoqiao and I plan to help others collect radishes and cabbages this afternoon, do you guys want to join in the fun?"

This work isn’t tiring, but having more people surely speeds things up; since they usually live in the city, it’s a bit of novelty.

"Sure." Lun Chuan, understanding the implicit suggestion, immediately expressed willingness: "I’ll go, I still have strength—those two might as well skip, they haven’t done their work yet, flipping day and night."

Saying that, for real, who writes during the day?! Only during deep nights with DDL can you be efficient!

The two quickly spoke up: "We’ll go too! We’ve never seen folks come to collect radishes and cabbages before!"

"You can have a taste." Song Tan generously said: "The seedlings came from our family, the taste is really good, you should try them. If you like, you can buy some at the purchase price and take with you later."

"Great, great, great!" The two immediately became expectant.

Lun Chuan, on the other hand, felt his phone vibrate, it was a message from Song Tan who had just been out:

[Don’t bother buying, we’ve prepared other things for you.]

Lun Chuan couldn’t help but smile—being favored always feels nice.

[No worries, I’ll buy some to take back for others. Otherwise, they’ll fuss.]

Suddenly, Qin Yun beside him looked over suspiciously: "Who are you messaging? Looking all sneaky."

Just as he finished speaking, Qiaoqiao squeezed in with a stool: "Uncle, can I sit with my brother?"

Qin Yun was so upset that he nearly fell backward!

Lun Jing silently watched them, then suddenly remembered something, exclaiming "Oh hey!"

"Song Tan, I’ve eaten lots of delicious things from your house this year, brought you gifts this time—come along and see if you like?"

Saying that, she was already standing at the door beckoning to Song Tan, who had no time to refuse and followed.

Heading towards the stairs, Lun Jing continued, "I chose them together with Lun Chuan, worried my taste is too old-fashioned, you wouldn’t like it... Originally thought it might suit your mom better, but since you wear nothing, I’ll give it to you!"

Speaking, she turned to look at Song Tan, her tone full of regret:

"I hadn’t noticed how pretty you are... such a young girl, not dressing up is such a shame! Had I known, I would’ve prepared clothes and shoes for you."

Song Tan was still wearing a casual old sweater! Although unclear when it was bought, it looked very ordinary, with frayed edges showing signs of wear.

Yet even this old outfit looked nothing out of place on Song Tan.

In this regard, Lun Chuan who always liked to keep everything tidy had to admit—as he quietly observed her, Song Tan’s gaze seemed particularly serene and her expression relaxed, conveying a different kind of confident charm.

Lun Jing sighed more and more as she looked, even worrying a little—nowadays young women emphasize casualness and naturalness, yet her son is a pea prince...

Sigh!

Seems like he might need an older partner to tolerate his quirks in the future, huh?!

Thinking this, the mother was deeply worried, so much so that when taking out the gold bracelet to place in Song Tan’s palm, she carried a resigned melancholy:

"Take it, take it, Aunt has money! My son has money too!"

Song Tan couldn’t help but laugh.

Still...

"Alright!"

Generously, she slipped the bracelet onto her palm.

The size was chosen a bit large, thus easily slid on. The unique luster of gold shimmered on the fair wrist, combined with Song Tan’s unpretentious demeanor, highlighting a kind of elegant beauty even more.

Song Tan carefully looked at it for a while, then solemnly thanked, "Thank you, Aunt, I don’t have any gold jewelry yet."